Delaney and Constance both turned to frown at Cora who shrank back, blushing.
"You said she wouldn't be home!" Constance hissed.
Cora whispered a quick apology. Miles groaned before taking her on his arm and heading towards his mother's home. This was not what any of them had wanted to do this day.
The four friends walked into the dowager's sitting room and found her on a couch with little spectacles on as she stitched what appeared to be a bird, onto a handkerchief. When she looked up and saw them all, a smile bloomed on her face that still didn't look quite kind.
Delaney wished yet again that Vincent was with her.
"Well isn't this a lovely surprise," Violet purred, sitting in a long plum gown, "My son, daughter-in-law, future daughter-in-law, and their dear friend. I wasn't expecting to see any of you today."
